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Bayshore High School's literary magazine, Impressions, from 1985.

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Fo~ teaeh~ng u~ how to tw~ddte 6~nge~ through his inspection itinerary of plants, ailboxes, car tires, and trees, I reeber his heady and i.patient youth, his unquenchable enthusia, his aoraus persistence , and his utter delight at any household event. Hithout soe chagrin, 1 hear unspoken parallels, and saile inNardly at these experiences 1 share Nith the Inspector.I reae.ber a tie the doorbell caused a younger Inspector to soersault dONn sixteen steps, roll across .y sall foyer, and crash-land on the NaIL. Uazed , but ebarrased ore, he juped to his feet ga e to perfora his duty , Nhatever it a ight be.

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In Passing The time that we met was a casual day. I saw you aga in a nd knew I was lost. No I know , I should have been different. But, it's a little late for regret or reform. I think of you often and hop e we will meet again. Ami e Bever '87

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You are a novel. My lind fatigues frol the cOlplexity of your Nords. MV eyes ache frol frequent reading. My arDS groN Neak frol your Neight; and yet, I do not put you dONn. Betause, your plot portrays the reality I seek, and your Nords possess truths that give Ie passage to Iyself. You are a painting. Your colors are brilliant, your depth - illeasurable, your for.s - a laster Nork.I

.iII becole the patron of your art, and if I cannot attain you, resolve Iyself - forever captivated. You are a sYlphony. I stri ve to step inside your lood and pull it around Ie until I Hear, feel nothi ng else. You fill Iy head with latchless harlonies, and your song is Iy vision. You are a ballet I rehearse all Iy life to perforl. I cannot change a single attitude. You are precisely choreographed.I tay

strain every luscle to be oorthy of your graceful strength, but I oi 11aelorize your sequence

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Open Your i:yes 1 r e member when I thought it was great and I didn't have a worry for myself But now I realize that I'd made a mistaKe r asK for the power to save my health The times I told life that I didn't really care I remember all the pain there was being there Now I find life's shown a better way to go And the reasons were there from the start Open your eyes and find the way to go Open your eyes, it's the only way I Know Open your eyes, looK through what you can see Close t he hole in your open soul and find how life can be Open your e yes and find the way to live Open your eyes, to learn from what YOIJ give Open your eyes, your day is yet to come Change your ways til your dying days and see what you become In the days of old when life was but a dre a m everyway was a good way to go But now that dream has become reality living life is the only way to sh ow That you've made your mind up to love and not to hate This decision that you've made proved true and saved your fate If you feel you've found a better way to go Good LucK and God Bless You in Hell Brian Baudrit '85

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Footprints dying in wet sand they fall bthind I walk with someone different We both do Other times pushed out of my mind How can she .be so kind? This empty hand Full of white sand (and you) A new beginning? I cannot hope. Back in time - in space (collisium in the sand) To watch the tears fall from her face She is the play, the ac tress, the script Ancient temple rituals slow and direct. Two empty hands touch and say goodnight. Keith Coker '85

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PURE LOGIC I spoke to the wo~ld today, With its f~ifndly, g~een field, And w~inkled, old mountains Rising like silent sentinels of time, Lifting thei~ f~osty head, Above the misty clouds.I told the world how much I loved it and how muchI cherished its willingness To p~ovide me with all things Necessary fo~ life and happiness, Even in the wo~st of times.

I even told the wo~ld how I would protect it, how I would s.ek to improve it

And help to make it a place Where eVt~y person with a d~eam Could find the hidden key to happiness. Then I went out And made anothe~ payment On a MEGA BIJ1B GeneSto~y

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People, people, everywhere and not a one can think Ponder, ponder all the time as if knowledge was a drink Swallow, swallow al l you can until your soul does sink You've begun to see the 1 ight not Intell igence, just the brink

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Lights from above Lights from below Will we learn or never know? Look ahead and Look behind Search until YOU fill your mind. What do you search for seeking man? Mystic matter from a magic land? No, I say, search not for that Forget your riches and your silken hat Come with me, now taKe my hand. I can take yOU to a better land. Lights from above Lights from below Come with me and feel the show Look ahead and Look behind For I am Intelligence, let me fill your mind. Jim Fairfield '85

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PLEASELaugh with me or- 1"11 Cf"'Y. You will see I tell no lie.J. S. S.

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A gir-1 Just 16 thr-own. to the land, Laying in white upon the sand;Reaped of her-

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She tries to get it back but never- can. Rachel Wright "86

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Notes From A Teacher's (Volume m

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As a follow up to the publication last spring. it seems only fitting that more student wit and humor be added. The following were answers received to quiz items from numerous illustrious Bayshore students. (... whoever said teaching was dull! II) Q. What was a "flapper" during the 1920's? A. -"Fl i pper' sister" Q. What is a 'corporate pool' ? A. -a place where executives go to cool off Q. What was the nickname of the hysterical reaction to suspected communist infiltration during the 1920's? A. -the Who Concert. part II Q. What was being referred to in 'taking up the white man's burden'? A. -AlasKa Q. What is the function of the Depart ment of e:ducation? A. -they pay for all the booKs. desKs and toilet paper for all the schools in the state Q. Name three ancient governments upon which America drew to form her government. A. -Israel. Greece. Rome and Delaware

The following several pages indicate the a Hects of AP courses on stUdents and teachers aliKe. One of the types of questions on the AP American History exam is called a Document Based Question CDBG>. Students are asKed to read several documents and then combining the use of the documents and their own Knowledge of the period to write an essay response to the question. Following last year's APAH e xam the students made up their own DBQ test and submitted it to me to answer. Th e first several pages contain the documents and the last several are my response. All students referred to i'n the response are alive and well and presently awaiting graduation from BHS. All references to them are based on fact and not the fiction that it may appear. Document Based Question APAH e:XAM 1984 By the end of the school year most AP History s tudents are totally insane. e:valuate this statement using outside information ~ the following documents. TaKe into account the actions of this year's classes. rmpres,;i ons ' 85

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Document A Two AP history students dress ing out of their normal, conservative attire, were seen walKing through J.C. Penney and dining at Pizza Hut. Source: Lakeland, Florida April 21,1984 Culture Club Concert Document 8 One air conditioner knob suddenly disappeared after an AP history class. Source: Bayshore High School Monday, May 21,1984 Document C Several AP history students found rolling life savers under book shelves and throwing them at each other (lifesaver fight). Source: New College library During re se arch papers Friday night, March 13 Document D See the marino, standing there. See the marino, with the long, long hair. See the marino, standing there. See the marino, with his lon, long, heir.

See thumbarino, standing there. See thumbarino, with its long, long hair.

Seethe a Marino with his long, long, hair. Seethe a Marino, with his long, long hair.See the marino, Stan Ding there. See the marino, with his long, long hair.

Source: Andrew Stoll 5th period APAH Document Ii: AP students found with gummi bears (jelly-liKe candies shaped liKe bears) on their ears. (male gender ears) Source: A couple of weeKs agoIm prFssjrms I R~I Bay s hare H.S. Page 8 ft

Document F Comment on the sinKing of the L u s j tan j a - A student ~esponded to Mrs. Kreiling's question: "What was the ~eaction of the United States to the sinKing of the L u sit ani a ?" Answer: "We we~e pissed."Sou~ce:

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Document G The question was brought Ul'! about the end of the year party at Mrs. Kreiling ' s house - "Hey Mrs. Kreiling. how late are you staying?" Source: 5th period May. 1984 Document H One AP student in responding to a DBG relating to John Brown's raid related her paper to events that occurred in "Harper Valley". Source: 6 th period May 8. 1984 Document I One student did a research paper on the problems of homose xu"ls. Source: 6th period March. 1984 Document J Varied AP students were finding enjoyment listening to the horn in one teacher's van from Arcadia to Bradenton after a National Honor Society district meeting at that teacher's humiliation at being associated with them. Source: Mrs. Kreiling's van January. 1984 T his DBG - 1984 Most AP history students are totally insane by the end of the school year. Achons of members of Mrs. Kreiling's 5th and 6th period classes best exemplify this supposition. At the beginning of the year they were rational human beings. by semesters critiques. "sesame street" questions and essays had some stUdents appear crazed; howevr. by AP exam time all 31 had displayed varying degrees of questionable behavior. Thirty-si>: students appeared in class on day one and thirty-onl? survived i s the end0

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Only You To: Brent Tully Very rarely in ant 's lilet ime, does a person cone along, I ike you. Which lor sone 01 us, could be good, depending on how you look at it. it could be sort 01 bad too.It really depends, on the situation. For sene 01 us, it leaves a lew happy ~enories, and qu i te a le~ unhappy ones, at the sme ti~e.

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In a ~ay, perhaps ~e haue becone, belter people, lor enduring all that we have. Even if a scar has been left, on our uery souls. For sone i tis Itore perllanen t , than others. AlJ 01 the tears, and all 01 the pain, Ilay have helped us to learn, what it is like, to truly care, to truly loue, what we could never hav., in the end. AI though, at \his point in tille, i I is hard to that. Onl y the bad times, s.e~ to be rerte~bered. Which is really sad, il you think about il.

LAWS of Lov~ Dlldic.. ted to: H.C. written ~or m.. n, is long. But folloWing theM l .. ws h~ can, kl'1owing that they arl! wrong. L.. w& of lovem.. rri~dli~~

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Lov'!! is somltthing two people sharI!, with only h.. ppinns on thl!re mind. Aglt shouldn't m.. ttltr, and they shouldn't carl!, lilws of lov'!! should be ll!ft bl!hind. Lovi is not whd two peoplit r~grl!t, from lAte ilt night tillArly dawn. Their the ones who should never ~orgtt, that thltir love must livl! on ... Michellit Bianchi '87

Alter we hve lelt, all Ihat may re~ain, are the unhappy memories, the tears, and the hurt , and only you, can do sonething about that, belore it's too late, on:y you. Nme Withheld '85

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-Keep In Touch-Here I sit, -All alone; -Patiently waiting, -By the phone ; -But do you call, -To say "Hello" ?; -I'm sad to say, -That answer's no; -You are wild , -And you are free; -liKe the whisper of the wind, -And the waves of the sea; -Why should you even, -Care about me ?; -Maybe some day, -I'll maKe you see; -I love you, I need you, -I want you 50-0-0; - I really and truely, -Don't want you to go; -Please don't move away, -You're gonna breaK my heart ; -I love you too much, - To live so far apart; -I want to be able to see you, -Or touch you, or even hear your voice; -Why is God taKing you away from me. -Or do I have a choice ? Love, Lisa '85 P.S Please write or call , To let me Know you care; For if you don't; I'll feel liKe I'm nowhere,

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M friend ... When you ' r e s ad a nd y troubled, I will wal k be s i de you . Wh en your tear s fall , I wi 11 wip e t hem. When your heart bre aks , I wi ll me nd it. When you f al l, I wi l l he l p you up . When you ' re wea k, pl ease lean on me . J e nn y ' 86

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A Plot Called Life The rain drops are fal l ing The s.tting is still The mood is set to be cold and harsh f.el ings surrounding me , they' re cold, so very cold It feels I ike I ife has no meaning. The wheat is harvested but the crops are still green The burnt banks along the road look I ike a deep hole in the earth, reminding me of death. The falling of the rain gets heavier ana heavier , as I go on it gets harder and harder to see The sky is fall ing. It grows dark and the rain comes faster. I cry and I plead. Help m Save me' e! Then I feel i sudden reI ief and death has taken over What is become of me? What am I to do? Brad Stigel '86 And so the 1st act now is done , the second act has not begun ;

th e intermission gets so long ,I a lmost think that somethings wr ong. This pl ay I almost thought was pl anned , I had the script right in my han d ; but the second act has not begun ; I t has to though, the 1st is don e. Rach e l Wright '86

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Always Fri e nds , Sometimes Lovers We have always been fr i ends , always will; Yet when we are a lone we suddenly change, The change is dramatic but subtle, It is not a production, i t 's more l ike our hearts gradually take over, the take over is complete we become lovers yet remain friends. It's strange that we can hve a relationship like this, strange perhaps - because we don ' t feel like were using each other, it's more like we borrow each other's soul for just a little while. We can turn to each other and say "I never want you to stop holding me" and the very next day we can say a shallow "hello" in pass i ng, not even acknowledging the presence of each other. Yes, ours is a strange and wonderful relationship. Rhonda '85

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The Things We ' ve Done The The the are fights, games, things we do, all for the sake of loving you . We ' ve fought the battles, we've shed the tears, we ' ve smiled, we ' ve laughed we ' ve yelled, we ' ve cheered. know that we will never loose because we took the time to choose; solutions to our problems To help us through each awaiting day we have each other there to say I LOV E YOU. Whitne y Chapman '87Tmpres5 'nn s ' 85S~~ 5hore H. S .

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Saturday All those who will face the torture next year.

I arrived at school that crisp, earl y morn, Then prayed to God my dreams wouldn't be torn . The thought of perfection was out of my mind, I only hoped I wouldn ' t go bl indo To universities, my scores , would the College Board send, My counselors said, on this my 1 ife would depend. I sat there waiting , the test was passed out, I knew I was facing a rigorous bout. When I saw the vocabular y it looked unbearable, Analogies worse , but comprehension more terrible. I finished a section , my hopes were still dim , My chance for college was riding on the rim. I watched the clock , the hands nearl y s a t still, Then looKed at my paper, wondering which answers to fill. As the day wore on I nearl y ran out of lead , While mathematics problems whizzed through my head. The hour of noon nearl y showed on t he clocK, In just a minut e , I would be able t o t alK. I left the school with a sigh of relief, But I Knew it would be weeK s before the end of my grief. I ran home each day to see if scores were there, The tension was almost impossible to be ar. My scores finall y came, I let out a scream, Was this true, or only a dream? Rob Kreil ing ' 86

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As the r ainbow Stretches Across the sK y , Al I those beneath it Turn to looK , Obser've, Imagine. Though the rainbow P 0 sse sse s s u c h be aut y ' 81I11!l11_ _ _lIIIIlillllM 1 t i s some th i ng That shall alwa y s rem a in Untouchable. Many people Create their own rainbow s, Though the y may not Stretch across the sKy, They exist within us As Dr' eams, Intangible object s Never' to be Possessed, Onlyobse.rved And often thought of. These rainbows of our mind Can sometimes become Obsessions. Obsessed with the idea Of having the impossible. Ye t , LiKe a rainbow, These thoughts !,,1ust fade aw a y. You, LiKe the rainbow, Must fade awa y . Dawn S chr a der ' 85

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E:ach and every day, you seem to pass my way, with just a smile, or a touch, each slowly begins to mean so much.It all begins somewhere, but exactly where, youlre unsure. It .ust "appeared" one day, and you felt it, and it was real. You couldn' t wait until the time came , when you could see each other. E:ven if it was in passing, you lived for the moments. Each one lasted a "lifetime", until it was over, then it was too short. It was worth getting up each day for, and the way you felt was beyond words.

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St i 11 M firs t true lov., y I'msorr y things ~.nt ~r ong. But son.~h.r. al ong the i in. , Th.y stopp.d playing our song. Y I Bi ss you , .s, ys.lf to sleep at night I still cry B I f l as though losing you Is a battl e I'n too ~e ak to fight . Y I still care for you. es, I think about ~hat you do . I ~ond. r If you are by yourse lf Or if son. one else is ~ith you. But tin. has a ~ay of changing things, And the Nau y has separated us . Th ings are no longer the s~ It ' s not as good as i t ~as . Your n.nory is still aliue in ~e, again st oy strongest ~ill. Trying to g.t ouer you is so hard. Scott, I loue YOU sli II. Sherris. Gordon ' 85

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It 's Too Late Sometimes you can really amaze me, it seems as though your I ife revolves only around yourself, and no one else. You won ' t open up or tell anyone how you feel, and I can ' t figure out why; is it because you're scared? Scared th.t someone might find out What you ' re really I ike, that someone might see your true personal ity. I have to give you cred it though yOU can learn on people when you reall y need to-\ W you've got to find a friend. hen I think people are fina l ly starting to real ize what kind of person you are. They ' re beginn ing to notice how you can be nice to them only when you need to. And you ' re finding out that yOU can't do that to peopleAnd it ' s too late. Rhonda ' 85

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A SACRIFICE FORDar kne5S ",111 come and dar kness wi 11 go... ". ~metimes I iee! so insecure and sad Whatever is to come tomorrQw. no one knows When ever I see the sun, I~m so glad If I~m alone a lot I cry Sitting alone is so scary to do I stare out in space and wonder why 1- don~t think I can live without you My life Why did I~m nat Did you is 50 empty without your touch you kill your'self why did you do it afraid to say I love you very much do it out of love or spite

I just cqn~t live without you, do you see This is why I must kill myself so together, forever We"11 be

Michelle Mazuk '85

Now or Later?Someti~e$ life seems so unfair! To be in love with someone and not be able to share your love with t~at person. Even though he treats YOU bad, you still love him and face that pain by yourself. But, then again you have so much anger inside that you w~nt to scream and let all your tears come out. You are so afraid that you will never find true love again and you hang-on to your feel ~ngs and memories of yesterday, maybe for too long. There is .!.Q. much pain ~ometimes that you can hardly bear it. You Just want to rip your heart out. To ignore the situation is worse because everything you se e or do r E'm i n ds you of h im .To hide you r fee 1 i n gs wi 1 1 h u r t yoU more later, but for now, saves you a lot of pain. So, may I asK is it now or later?

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Thank You for Nothing Dedicated to: The Bears

We would lil, only strengthened my love. I Knew in my heart that you returned my feeling!'>. Another year has passed. Time had caught up with you. With a terrible blood disorder you were admitted to the hospital. For many days and many nights, That was where you remained. And then one day it was just too much And the good Lord tooK you away . As we sat in visitation I couldn't believe my eyes. My friend, my buddy, my confidant Was no longer alive. They !'>aid you looKed twenty-fivl? years younger. But I didn't Know you then. You looKed so different. You were not the same to me.

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You're out of pain now and for that I'm grateful. But I just don't feel complete. And then it came to me and I felt so bad. The last time I left I forgot to tell you "Good-bye and I love you". No more Easters together. No more Christmases to share. So many things could have been said If only I could've been there. Now it's too late and nothing can be done. So 1 just sit here and weep The conversations are gone. we're out of time. Now my life feels so ... deplete. As you are lowered gently down Tears pricK my eyes. There's nothing left to be said except "I love you ... and good-bye" Annette '85

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It happened at a hospital on a earl y Sunday morn All his friends were in shoc k and his family was torn. Eight years before this his wife passed awa y and I know for a fact her children took part of that day they went to the church, sat there and pray ed But now when I think about it I cry, and I weep. For you see, I didn't understnad, I was little, and thought she was asleep. I've decided not to cry It was better this way God wanted her in h eaven

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.\Under W.i ng Dedicated to: B.B.P. Under my wing, you'll be shaded only J know you exist And under my wing, yo u will prosper as the jewel at the top of the list. Under my wing you have grown much A lady does hath walk the land Outside of my wing they have l ost to uch the ir anger blowing 1 ike sand. Under my wing J can wh i 1e au t side is From burn i ng ra ys I and they rece i ve see yOU, d i sbe 1 i ef will shade you no re 1 i ef.

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--Remember M e?-by Lisa W atkins 'SS i Today is the present and, Yesterday is gone; Tomorrows the future, We all must move on. The remance is over, Yet memories remain; Remember the good times, And block out the pain. I'll love you forever, My caring won't end; I'll miss you sincerely, Yours truely . a friend.

I Will Always Love You Dedicated to: MiKe E. I have always ca~ed fo~ you. And I always will no matte~ what you do. You a~e spec i al to me I wish that you could see, Just how much you mean to me. I Know you don't ca~e, But I ' ll a lw ays love you, And I hope that someday you Wi 11 love me to.M. E. H. '87

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Long-Distance Lover Long-distance lover Ie t me reach through the line. Allow me to touch your soul, don't worry about the time. I wish that things could be th!? way that we planned; spending many nights together just walKing hand-in-hand. But let me tell you how, there'll never be another who can taKe your loving from me, my long-distance lover. Tony Harden '85

Yesterday We wi 11 try real hard to fit in.

But with new friends it's hard to b!?gin Life starts and finishes all the day long But what about the people that don ' t belong When al ive, don ' t 1 ive sorrow forget for in

the future for now just 1 i ve for tomorrow

i t may be a beginning. Rufus P. Johnson '86

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I Loye You But .

I loye yo. but ,ou are tearing apart Do ,ou realize yoa are brealiDg .y heart?

1 loy. you but ,0' WOD't talk to '0 It's driYing .e crazy caD't ,ou see?I

loye ,ou bat it's hard wheD you've walled oot of .y lif. [yoryti I so. yo. it cots lilo a IDif.I love ,00 bat I caD't let you IDOW Because I'. afraid to lei .y feeliogs show I love 'OU but Iheso feeliogs I caD't faco Because yo. are the ~n!! ODe who could fill tho o.pty space

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Even when you're gone. It was hard to let go. but of course you must Know. I thinK of you all the time. Just remember that you were mine. It never stops hurting. that's for sure It just won't quit. there is no cure. I'll wait for you. And you for me? We're made for each other. can't you see? I need you now more than ever I Know in time. we'll be together I hope that you feel the same It doesn't matter. the money or the fame Just as long as we're together To share our lives. forever and ever I'll never forget the times we shared But I'll always remember that you cared Never will my feelings show. I love enough. even to Let you go! Brad Steger '86

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Friendship Dedicated to: Cari Ingra. Friendship is like a friend, It's therf every year 'till end. It gl'CNS and grCNS Just like i rose . It can be there Whtn YOU feel bare. Friendship is true, When YOU ftel real blue. It grCNS on forever. It doesn't quit eveer. It's like a true love Or like a pretty dovf. Friendship is dear Yet sti l l very near. That's ~hit friendship Intins to rne.. I

Will It Ever Be?My biggest dream

in this big lonely world, Is for him to be mine and me to be his girl. As it is now all we are is friends, But just for one time couldn't we pretend? But then again if it we r e more, The friendship that we have could be thrown out the door.I Keep asKing myself

will it ever be? But everyone else asKs Do you thinK it should be? Beth '37

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We both still seem to remain in each ot her 's heart ... Every day I seem to live with a threat ... In which it is you I may not ever be able to forget ...I see you, you see me ...

We both wonder if it is together we should be ... Well, we seem to be content with our s eparate life ... It won't be too long before we find a husband or wife People say, "Oh, do you still liKe that guy. " ...I say "No, not any more." With a sigh ...

People say "Hey, are ya still friends wi th that chick" ... You say, "No, I guess she was not my picK" ...I guess it will be forever a lie ... No one must ever ~no w why ...

When I saw you standing there ... Deep inside I Knew I still cared ... When you saw me standing there ... Deep inside I Knew you still cared .. Michelle MazuK ':35

ONCE You tel me yoU love me I wish t were true You tel . me y ou ' ve missed me I used to miss yo u When yO U walKed out the door I thought that I would cr y But y oU just kept walKin g Didn't even say goodb ye And now that y ou ' re bacK It isn ' t the same With me it was real Wi th yOU just a game It's true I once loved yOU But that was before Now y OU say y ou love me, but It doesn ' t matter anymore . Brad Steger ' 86

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It 's always been da~k. I have neve~ seen the sun - j us t All I've known - fo~ all my life - has been my stone t(... e~, the neve~-ending, black forest, and darkness. Fo~ years I have d~eamed of see i ng the sun, fee 1 i ng it's wonderfu 1 warmth on my sK I n I Know it ' s somewhere near, it just can't show it's self to me. Yes, I am taken care of - by invisibl e servants I can ' t see or touch! They bring me food and water, but I need companionship - human compan i onsh i p - love ... I tried, once, to escape. I sta~ted t~udging th~ough the thicK, black forest that surrounds the Tower, and as I walked I wondered how these hugh trees survive without sunl ight. I walked and as I got further away from the tower the air got thinner and thinner until I could not bear it anymore. I turned and ran bacK to the towe~, where I stayed. I Know that inside the tower the~e is a ladder that reaches up and up into the unKnown, but I ' ve never had the courage to cl imb all the way - until that day. could not bea~ it anymore - I needed companionship, That day. the warmth of the sun, fresh air - a I ife. I started. Slowly I worked my way up, bit by bit, careful not to step too hard o~ in the wrong place on the old wood ladder. I cl imbed higher into the da~kness until my head strucK something. I ~eached above me and felt and wooden door. When I pushed it, it flew open quite easily. Then I cl imbed up into more darkness, and the ladder went no furthe~. I stepped up on to a wooden floor, but I was almost too scared to move, because the old wooden floor may have rott@d. But I went ahead because my longing to escape was greater than my fear. I felt around the edges of the tower, carefu 11 y watch i ng my step, un til I found some stone steps. I slowly started ascending the stairs until I found myself at a huge stone door. I g~abbed the handle and pulled open the door. It was the first time I've seen the mOQn. It's marvelous light shone down on me and I stood, for I don't know how long, in awe. Then I hea~d music. I started to walK in the direction of the sound, unti l J came upon a house in the forest. looKed in a window and saw people dancing, laughing, and singing - oh how long I've waited. I stumbled toward the door , turned the Knob, and entered.

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One woman let out an ear-piercing scream and the others s t ood in terror. 1 walked forward and they al l ram I ike they were running from a beast; ready to rip them apart. 1 started after them -then stopped. 1 slowly turned to the right and saw a creature so hideously deformed that 1 could bearly look at it. 1 reached out to touch fingers with the horror next to me. Then I know - 1 know 1 would never I ive a normal I ife, the best life 1 could expect to I ive was the one 1 had before this night isolation. For when I reached out alII touched was pol ished glass .

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MiKe D. Sussman '85 [Reprinted by permission of the Paw P r i n t J Execution of convicted first-degree murders has a satisfying "clean slate" feel to it that seems liKe human instinct: an eye for an eye. Yet does the answer lie in a literal application of this often-quoted defense for capital punishment? We don't steal from thieves, or burn down the homes of arsonists. Execution is a mechanism of vengeance and presumed deterrence. Deterrence maKes perfect sense: 'If I Kill, I will be Killed.' Yet that assumes Killers are sensible people, who act on rationale and not emotion. This is almost never the case. execution is cheaper than prison. But imprisoning an inmate for 50 years costs less than $1 million in New YorK; the typical capital punishment defense, prosecution, and court costs are $1.5 million (and this before appeals), according to the New YorK State Defenders Association, Cheaper, is it? Most thinKing persons can put themselves in t he shoes of Killers, particularly if the murderer wa!; drunK, high, or in a fit of rage at the time. But when a fully aware human being Kills another brutally , painfully, and without any semblance of mercy, we find it impossible to see them as ourselves. Many good people we Know may have done things they regretted when not in full possession of their faculties, perhaps even ourselves, but no one can identify with a monster from hell. Something inside us cries out to see ,i.Jstice done: Kill them. Our courts and legislators should show restraint. There is no nobler ge sture of humanity and mercy on the part of ci viliza tion towards its few monsters.

Jailbird ' s Mate Jailbird's mate Singing the evils of her fate, Struttin' the avenue, Hoping for a distant vie w of her jailbird ma. te. No matter right or wrong, Feelin's sam!! all " long. Si ts on the curb --Don't Disturb'-H" vin; a wait for h!!r jailbird mate. Pat Willingham

Almost all statistics show capital punishment has no deterrent effect upon would-be Killers. South DaKota's homicide rate dropped 20 percent over a decade with the death penalty; North DaKota did without executions for the same ten years, and homicides fell 40 percent. The National Academy of Sciences found in Many Killers committed 1978 that the death penalty homicide in revenge: had not proved its worth as a society's motive is no deterrent. different with capital punishment. The murderer Well, so what? Kill them showed no restraint; we, as anyway, many say. civilized and superior people, Conservative columnist William should. Don't Kill them . let l'. BucKley says, "If it could them stew in prison. be absolutely determined that there was no deterrent factor, It's difficult to not I'd still be in favor of Kill when one wants to, and capital punishment." this applies to the whole of society as well. We want to It's often argued, with Kill, with as much conviction callous inhumanity, that as the Killer himself.

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Many times in my life I ' ve used music. I've used music to s tart my engines on cold, rainy mornings when sleep kept my batteries discharged. I ve used music to black out t~e eerie, rustling sounds of Martians creeping int o my childhood. and, late at night, and all the lights off. even danced to i t . Pat Willingham

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You are the opitimum; the best, I ' ve ta xed your mind ' you 'v e passed the test; You ' ve a great philosoph y , You are a paragon to me.

And in the labyrinth of you r mind, There is a truth I try to find; To get throught your complexity, You're still a paragon to me.

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Men I love my men in uniform always wearing military's finest. I love my men in rugged clothes always having a natural smell. I love my man in my arms, holding the best thing in life.JAS '85

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But no more, I don 't eyen understand What it ' s for. All it gives is pain. I've found nothing to gain But insanity. Darkness all around Walking through this town. I know no more What life is for, I only feel more Sorrow now Than I did before. Rachel Wright ' 86- ~

I sit upon the sand so white, and recall the seagulls up in f light. I recall the children laughing and sliding rLinni ng around, seeking and hiding. I recall the people lying and tanning, and some of the people walking and fanning. I can remember when, way back, people could be themselves. Sean'85

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Th i Co K Abou t I t Dedicated to: Ma ch ell Gu y er Th i nK about together and ThinK about had and about the the the the times t i mes apart. fun we fights.

ThinK about the music we loue and the number that we have, ThinK about how much we lo v e, Machell Gu y

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WHY.You have given me encouragement in my times of sorrow and many memories I shall not forg e t tomarrow. For you my friend this poem is dedicated. It is nothing f ancy or creative It", 5 just to let you know that you are APPRECIATED I I Sabrena Norman

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It took eleven years to get he~e Now that the yea~ is almost ove~ Real i t y hi ts, that I may never see f~iends again. Being a senior isn ' t what it is cracked up to be. You become aware of schola~ships, g~ade point averages, and class rank. Real izing your senio~ year could be your last chance for prom, easy teachers and small classes. I hope I survive out the~e. My years of school has been rewarding, but now I ife begins and I must lea~n to walk on my own.J.A.S. '85

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Stormy Air DarK stormy sKy; cool br&&z& stirs humid, sultry air a storm wil I soon com& Nancy Tomaso ' 85

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Sob Seldol.

A tear- on their- faces can sometlm~s show They live in a place wher-e no one goes Ther-e ' s not too much food to even spar-e. Wor-King together we can save th e ir 1 ives Together we can save some time And give them tender loving care.We ' re 1 iving in a world of hunger

Can't we stop this from growing stronger The nightmare continues even longer Do we really care, do we care? Nobody Knows how ma ny had died Can't you see the tears in their eyes Can we help them, do we care? The people are starving from food and disease They can't help it if they beg and plea Th i s i sn ' t r i gh t, t his i sn' t fa i r .We're 1 iving in a world of hunger \

Can't we stop this from growing stronger ', h e nightmare continues even longer Do we really care, do we c a re? Chaz '88

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What Am I Gonna Do? Dedicated to: Someone What am I gonna do? That is my biggest and most feared question. I'm so scared of the answer. I'm in love, but the feel ings aren't the same for him, I know they're not. He ' s all I can think about everything reminds me of him. Whenever I see a car I ike hiS, my heart skips a beat. Whenever I hear his name or see him I just want to run into his arms so he can never let me go. I ' m so scared when we part that things won't be the same the next time we meet. I think he I ikes someone e-lse, but I ' m not sure, maybe my mind is working overtime again. It's so hard for me to talk to everyone or anyone. The only one I can talk to is him, and right now I can't talk to him about my problems 'cause he ' s my problem. So, that brings me back to the Question What am I gonna do??T.8. '86

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Th ink of You Dedicated to:

Beauty Within

The sun sets and the sky grows purpl . as I sit on the porch and think of You. The birds sing and th. frogs chirp in the rain drenched grass as I sit on the porch and think of You. Th. stars shine and the full moon, in a violet sky rises as I sit on the porch and think of You. The dew mists and t he flowers drink in the moisture as I sit on the porch and think of You. The moon sets and the stars bl ink out as I sit on the porch and think of You. The sky turns rosy and the clouds turn pin k as I sit on th e porch and think of You . The flowers bloom and th ~ birds sing again as I sit on the porch and think of You. My heart grows warm and my eyes start to mist as I sit on the porch and think of You. The world a~akes; Your creation so fine; I witness your splendor and greatness and love as I s it on the porch and think of You . Beauty exists in all places, all times; we have onl ~ to go out and look for it. Once we've found we don ' t ever lose it. Nancy Tomaso ' B5

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Hoads to Madness Dedicated to: The Hyche Most of this is memory now I've gone to far to turn bacK, how? I'm not quite what I thought I was But then again, I'm maybe mor. The bloodwords promised I'vl! spoKen Helease the names from the circl. Maybe I can leave here now and Oh, transcend the boundaries For now I'm standing here I'm awaiting this Grande Trantoition The future is but past forgotten I'm on the Hoad to Madness Time's measurll rusts as it crawls I see its face in the looking glass Stop! This scr.aming laughtllr hidlll'i The pain of its reality

seem lost and never found Scream to see the light of Forming figures fast behind you Lay the past in the wind to spin and your fate will sail beyond the open plains Sail with angels onward Live or die for the chosen one said Sabre sights cast a spell about you They locK in all around Free the scene insider You're nev&!r looking bacK to find why Hide a course till the end of time and you'll stand atop the gate Laying waste in a path recited A fighting force won't avenge the guided blacl< wing Oh, &!lectric might poses fright inside me Seeing light a t the end of sight reminds me I've passed away

Blaclle d_ ness is just a horror, and people don't take time to think, the odor of our greed really stinks, 'I.e are a superior race, but the way 'I.e take fran nature is such a disgrace, We all are living on God's time, I think soon 'I.e will firrl, f irrl that 'I.e can destroy no rrore, after the ultimate destr>lCtion, ''Nuclear War."Nick ~ra '85

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Dedica tion: To ' larK Child s Todav I wish ' to be wild and free no longer in b~idle and halter Leave ~v life be UP to me forgive me If I falter. Let me fall If I should stumble A bU'lIb and a bru ise to keep me humble with fate's order I'll mix and jumble For todav I wish to be free. I want to run to fields of snlendor of ,,heat, and corn, and rye deny 'lie this and you will rendor me weak and timid, I'll die. For I am an American and thus I must run to places that I choose! Take me not from my home in America, I'll fight, and vou must loose.

Fr i e ro d s h i pI s .. . Dedi c ated to: Mr s . Pur dy ' s First Pe riod Friendship is the thing, that makes the world go round. It brings you happ y moments , and scar~s away a frown. Friendship is t he best best thirog, outside of lo ve arod peace, So p l ease clean up y our act . Friendship is the ver y best, We Kroow that for a fa ct . Su gg Mi ddl e Sch o ol

CONFESSION OF AN APAH STUDENT Dedicated to: Mrs. Judy Kreiling Oh please not again, not tonight I really don't want another paper to write "Only 25 pages" yOU say with a smile As easy as running the 10 thousand mile A 200 question test, tomorrow is when To be ripped apart by the unending red pen. "Oh no!" we scream "Have pity'" we cry, But she heeds not one tear, a moan or sigh. "Three Bailey chapters today, a Degler one, too' Did you h~ar about all the AP students she slew? With her pen as her sword, potent one at that, She'll striKe yoU down worse than Casey at Bat. "You must do it I ike this for in The Test in May," "For you won't get a break in any shape or way." "So I'll drive yOU 5 times harder, I'll make you sweat blood." "If you're lucky when I'm done with yOU , your face will be mud." But alas dear, dear Mrs. K. we have something to say: we love yOU and we wouldn't have you any other way! 592-22-0086 '85

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WORDS OF M EN Listen closely as I speak, the words of men both strong and weak. Knowledge, knowledge everywhere and not a drop to drink Blinded by both sight and sound, for not one will stop to think. Listen closely as I speak, the words of men both strong and weak. If one to one we are denied in our quest for glory. will we be unsatisfied Whe n no one heass our story? Listen closely as I speak, the works of men both strong and weak. Have you seen the destruction ye t? " NO", said the virg in eye. Have you seen the sickness y et ? "No", said the virgin eye. Have you seen the heartache y e t? "No", said the virgin eye. Have you seen a day on earth? "No", said the unborn child Listen closely as I speak, the words of men both strong and weak. If we can, then why our plight The world of ours rears eternal night . Foces" concentrate, thinkers unite! , For this will be our final fight . Liste n close ly as I speak "The words of men are fe e ble and me ek." J. P .F . ' 85 ."'

Although We Are Apart Dedicated to: Reginald Although we are apart Your always in my heart

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Although we are apart Your alwa y s in my mind Your shar i ng Your caring The things you do The things you say MaKes my love for you grow stronger Ever y da y . Andrea Sancho ' 85

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FranK Brunner and Joe Care y

was sitting with my good friend FranK , he talKed , while 1 sKanKed. For years Frank has been a friend of mine. Soon he will be gone for nine, nine years at West Point Academy, an honor, and he deserves it too, because of his hard work and dedication to school he paves his road of 1 ife with golden bricks, and his dreams of young ma y come true. 1 also have another good friend, and his name is Joe. Since eighth grade our friendship has grown. He is one in a mill ion, a true friend indeed. He has no hate. He has no greed. Joe, Frank and are a team of laughs, if you can find us at the right time, but 1 ife cha 11 enges us to go our separate ways, to 1 i ve and 1earn new 1 i ves and triumph from the maze. Nick Mora ' 85

Maintenant Dedicated to: Radical Je t ' adore. Tu m'adores Mais nous sommes separement. E:t pourquoi? Parce que nous cachor.:. en arriere de notre orgueil. Desir ordent pour Ie passe, E: n vie pour Ie futur. Jamais pensant de maintenant. Je suis Ie passe, Tu es Ie futur, Jetons de cote notre boucliers et abondonnons notre roles. Marchons vers l'un l ' autre E:t nous faisons des concessions mutuelles, maintenant. Je t ' adore a'jamais.

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you love me But we are ' apart And Why? Because we hide behind our pride Longing for the past Living for the future Never thinKing of now J am the past You are the future Let ' s Throw down our shields and abandon our roles Let ' s walK toward each other And meet in the middle Now.J love you forever.

bare;Hou.xu-cIICh'S

PunK '86

LOVEDedicated to: Greg Anderson Love is something everybody feels from their head down to their heels. Love is blind. or so they say. But it sure can maKe your day. SparKy Harllee

Moments Dedi cated to:

C.A.C.

The times we have shared, Memories. Watching wind blowing through the trees, waves on the seas. The times I 've Known I really car-e! You call me on the phone to let me Know I'm not alone. You help me with insecurit y and ' open my e yes to see, there are more memor i es 1 eft to share! I reall y do care'

THE HOUS E .As it stood still; it s tood lon e l y . tmpty in a desolate lot, Cold at night and at d ay it was hot. Unkept, weak, and old; . But; it stood still until it was sold. Ca rme n Fojas '86

Friends Dedicated to: Ace & Minnie Friends will always help YOU Friends will always care, They will always be by your side, In case you need them there. Good Friends They will be with you "till' the end Thats when you know you ' ve got a Good Friend.MAnnie ll

Joyous NighttinE Oh, the beautiful, black night Oh, the total absence of the light sinister shadows lurk beyond Eating everything I hold fond. Beautiful stars c:Mell far above long asleep in a tree lies the dove . I'.blves are h:Jwling miles away Very soon though, here they will stray.the ITDOn glCM lDvers always put on a good shCM.Ranance blocms in

Middle School

Creepy crawlers run a lTUlck A varrpire prowls for necks to suck.

In to bed I go to slumber No m:>re problems to encumber SICMly the lid of coffin shuts Buried in dead night, IX> m:>re buts.

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..SP IDERLI GHT Its just sp i der l ight something you c an ' t see Its j ust s p iderli ght \'lho' s \~eb e ntang le s me. Fe e l the s p i der li ght i t's l eg s entwine a nd t r ap Feel the s p iderlight a round you it doe s wrap. Come in, to the sp i der light . I3ey